VERSE
Aye
You don’t really wanna get into it
I put in the study the analytics in to this intermittently analysing every single anomaly
You think you are but you aren’t, a carbon copy in orbit, you’re boring
You ain't unique, you a disease
You gotta a degree with a fucking masters in plagiarism
Paid to get in, force to fit, I see a pendulum of ordinary organisms, uh
Fuck outta my face lad, them backyard face tatts looking trash
Black polish on your nails so you can disappoint your Dad
Disseminating hatred like it's a fad, but did you really mean it?
Oxygen thief, subliminal threats on a plot to start beef
You’re a cliché, developing weak ways to cope
You tried too hard, so let it go
Uh
CHORUS
I don’t need no reason, to mingle with clones
I don’t need no reason, so leave alone
I don’t need no reason, to mingle with clones
I don’t need no reason, so leave alone
BRIDGE
Sick of the way that you branded it individuality
(it's not who you are)
Sick of the way you critique me, you hypocrite you should just leave
(it's not who you are)
Sick of the way that you’re thieving, sick of the thought of you breathing
The rumours are right, cause I’m on the hunt for fakes and it's piracy season
Sick of the way that you branded it individuality
(it's not who you are)
Sick of the way you critique me, you hypocrite you should just leave
(it's not who you are)
Sick of the way that you’re thieving, sick of the thought of you breathing
The rumours are right, cause I’m on the hunt for fakes and it's piracy season
VERSE
Ay
Could you try any harder?
From the mullets and tuned airs we got the karma
Hijacking my culture over, nobody sees you coast to coast bitch
You suppose to fold, but you’re extra with it
Sourced in suburbia, you’re tatted with an attitude, I ain't burning cuz
With bitch made demeanour, ain't scared to meet ya
Cringeworthy on a journey to seizure, leave ya
Should I scribble a little bit of ingenuity onto that blank canvas?
Seeking a frayed tangent
Typical, look at you bank down
You’re bankrupt cause your talk is cheap and we can’t fucking stand it
Zeus status, South West en-route at it
Stop, drop, roll, shoot at it
Crew mad as fuck
Loot the bag and run to wreak true havoc
CHORUS
I don’t need no reason, to mingle with clones
I don’t need no reason, so leave alone
I don’t need no reason, to mingle with clones
I don’t need no reason, so leave alone
TN Tax was written by Matthew Youkhana.